I will tell you about two stories which I like.
First story is Lost Love. A man lived a city and drove all night out into the country, but he didn't have any petrol so he had to walk and find town and buy some petrol. Then a pretty girl helped him and took him to the village. The house was clean and her family was kind, so he like them but it was strange. Suddenly, however, "We have to say goodbye tonight. You have to go now." He didn't want to go but left the house. He went to the town and asked the village but the man said "There was a village there, but it isn't there now." However, for one day every ten years, it lives but only for one day. If someone visited there, someone has to leave before morning, or someone will never leave. He heads this and made his mind. He will go back the village and I will not leave before morning. He will stay with the pretty girl because he falls in love.
The next story was The Doll. Mr. Brown lived the small house with a garden. He usually took the bus on his way home. He was a lonely man and didn't have many friends. One day Mr. Brown found a small shop and looked in the window. He saw an old doll with a sad face. It wasn't a pretty face, but Mr. Brown liked it and bought. He went out with the doll in his hand and took a bus. Suddenly, somebody on the bus said "Go away!" Mr. Brown couldn't understand.
That day he put the doll on the table and he slept, but next morning, the doll wasn't there. The doll was on his bed. Mr. Brown put the doll in his house and took the bus, but he was bawled again. He opened his case; the doll was in it, with a big smile on its ugly face! He was so scared that he buried the doll. Next day he opened his eyes with a big noise. He went there, and then the doll was again. He was cold and afraid, so he made a big fire with some wood and buried the doll again in his garden. He was so angry.
"There's a big fire in Mr. Brown’s garden," somebody said. They looked round the house and garden, but they couldn't find Mr. Brown. It was only the doll that there was on the garden, with a smile on its face.
The story was so strange and afraid.
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